Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

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-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

to shock

Courtney’s

seemed to give in, adjusting her emotions as

face, her laughter dripping with sarcasm. “What could the heir of the Wellington family possibly not know? You brought me here to interrogate me,

and more menacing as he listened to her

it you?” he asked directly, his patience

laughter abruptly stopped as she looked at

steps back, straightening her clothes and adjusting her hair with a proud tilt of her chin. “So, it’s about Stephanie again,” she

subtle change in his facial expression Courtney knew that every time she mentioned the

why are you getting close to her? Courtney regained her usual calm composure and asked him, running her fingers through her long hair as she

through his deep eyes. “Did you have anything to do with

question. Suddenly, she noticed a hint of panic hidden in the depths of his eyes, which she found both amusing and ridiculous.

ruthless as Dominick was starting to panic.

your mom, Mary, over that hussy Madison. And Mary took all her anger out on you Let’s

sizing him up. Dominick, the golden boy, was perfect, too perfect.

deep his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing

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Chapter 351

with him to abduct you. Poor little Dominick, only five years old at the time, chained

if words of fury were about to spill out. His fists clenched, veins bulging.

breath, he gritted his teeth

of the abducting case in Wellington

mark on the family’s history. That winter, snow fell heavily, and the weather was exceptionally cold during the thaw, Dominick ran and ran, but the strides of a five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind

the abductors. When the Wellingtons found him, his clothes were tattered, his body

His grandfather had sensed something off about the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but they were dead ends, leaving no trace of who was behind it,

now, his grandfather still didn’t know that the mastermind behind his abduction was none other than his own

it, and time buried it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who remained

was when he began to despise women